Chapter 430 You Can't Pass (Modified)

This feeling of being teleported is a bit like a port key. Allen is looking forward to the final level, not knowing what challenges he will face. He felt that the Three Witches Tournament was like a level-breaking game arranged by the professors in the first grade, and it was very interesting.

When Allen stabilized his figure, he was extremely thankful that he had a strong balance ability, and he didn't take a random step. What unfolded in front of Allen was a huge hexagonal abyss. There seemed to be a raging fire coming from the abyss. It seemed that there was burning and hot magma underneath, and it was unclear how deep it was.

In the raging flames, four thick yellow granite arch bridges with a width of about 0.7 meters crisscrossed above the abyss and went straight to the center of the room.

"Interesting!" Allen stroked his chin, and he was sensitive to the fact that these flames had no warmth and were not as hot as they looked.

Allen, who had already done some research on illusion, judged that the bottom was definitely not real magma.

Allen stepped onto the granite beam in front of him, and at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

He heard a rumbling sound, small at first but growing louder.

The granite beams under Allen's feet trembled, and the whole room seemed to tremble, and the flames below danced more vigorously.

Amidst the exclamation of the audience, a monster flew out of the lava below and stood at the intersection of the beams in the center of the room.

"The most powerful fiend in hell among the Baatezu devils!" Some wizards recognized its origin.

Hell fiends are demons of flame and shadow, powerful and terrifying. Its outline is like a huge human figure, or like a wandering shadow, and its core is a raging flame.

The pit fiend in front of me has flaming yellow eyes, horns like an elder goat on its head, and a mane of burning, steaming flames; black venom is constantly dripping from its mouth; its arms are long and long Powerful, bat-like wings; around its waist wraps the wailing human head; three silver-white skulls run through its tail.

It holds a flaming whip in its left hand and a long sword filled with lightning in its right hand.

The flaming yellow eyes of the almost four-meter-tall deep hell fiend met Allen, and it took a step forward aggressively. The long sword in its hand hit the ground and roared: "You shall not pass!"

"You can't pass!" Allen raised his eyebrows, and he, who was proficient in Purgatory, understood the meaning of this roar.

After roaring, the hellish fiend waved the flame whip in his hand, but what it saw was Alan who was indifferent. The flames on this hellish fiend burned fiercely. When the flames went out, a handsome man in a red tuxedo appeared at the place where the devil was just now.

With his composed demeanor and perfect posture, this handsome man looks like a great aristocrat straight out of a medieval picture book. However, no matter what kind of angelic appearance and noble temperament this person has, they all form a strong contrast with his reptile eyes. When those eyes meet yours, it gives a chill down your spine.

"It's really comfortable to yell like this. I've wanted to do this for many years. Ever since I was yelled at like this by an old wizard, I always want to get back like this." The tone of the deep hell refining demon became a little frivolous, and it gracefully addressed the Allen performed the etiquette of an ancient wizard and nobleman, "As the first warrior to arrive, you are really not simple. You have seen through the illusion below and it is not fatal, right? I wanted to scare you to fall."

Allen also returned the etiquette of an ancient noble wizard, and his demeanor was as perfect as the devil just now. Then Allen introduced his name in Purgatory.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to speak my native dialect." The deep hell fiend widened his reptile eyes, and saluted again, "My name is Bayer, warrior Allen, since you can speak the language of purgatory , I must also know something about hell, please forgive me for not being able to tell you my real name."

Allen nodded, very understanding.

In hell, the real name of the devil is magical. Once the real name is known to others, calling his name can control him to do anything.

"Warrior Alan, if you want to pass my level, it's very simple, just make a wish to me and go out from here to pass." Byer's accent was full of exotic charm, and the devil pointed upwards at the top of his head The door of the iron cage, and added: "However, this wish cannot affect other people. For example, you cannot make a wish to make other warriors or any audience in the scene die immediately."

"According to the agreement between me and the wizard who summoned me, when you warriors make a wish to me, the wish will not be broadcast live, nor will it be heard by other warriors. Since you know the hell well, I will Don't hide it, the reason for doing this is because I am afraid that the audience or other warriors will hear the warrior's wish to successfully pass this level, and they will follow suit, but if your wish is successfully misinterpreted by me, I will Read the other party's wishes and give my reasons to show justice."

Bayer introduced the rules of breaking through the level to Allen in detail, not because Allen knew his native dialect and made him feel good about it.

"As far as I know, the only wizards who have dealt with our devils in the UK in modern times have only been the wizards of the Black family. The one who successfully summoned me this time is a Greek wizard invited by your British Ministry of Magic." Bayer showed a mischievous expression Smiling, "Since you know Purgatory, you must have learned it from the Black family. Since you can get such important information from them, they are also cheated by you... Uh... I mean, they also traded with you ?It seems that you must have a good understanding of some of our devil's methods. If you have four wizard gems, you can go out directly without making a wish. Of course you won't get 40 points for the last level I guarded."

"Since you are the first to arrive and can speak Purgatory, you can get a privilege, that is, you can listen to other warriors making wishes, and the last one to challenge me, so that you can avoid making the same mistakes as them." Bye Er shrugged his shoulders and regretted letting Alan go.

At this moment, the summoning circle on the other side of the room emitted light.

Bayer glanced in that direction, turned his head and smiled at Allen: "Didn't my prototype of the deep-prison demon scare you just now? How about a different image this time."

After finishing speaking, a huge dark blue demon hunting spider appeared beside it. The body of this demon hunting spider with countless spikes was about the size of a plowing cow, but its legs extended outward Reaching 14 feet, the first two jointed limbs are more like the chelicerae of a crab or a lobster. The huge fangs exposed in the mouth are constantly opening and closing, and the inside is filled with slightly flowing purple-red venom.

"This demon hunting spider is the spoils I got during the bloody battle with the demons in the bottomless abyss. It can't speak, but it can understand the language of purgatory. And it can also use telepathy to communicate with any other creature." The devil Bayer looked at this devil hunting spider, which was actually a devil, with admiration.